Class is in session.

Sabrina was seated at her desk, a look of expectancy on her face as she awaited the arrival of her very first class. She taught 4 classes now, 2 regular and 2 honors, 1 set for each of the two main brands Friction and Tension. The necessity of this arrangement was simply because of the absence of guys on the Friction side and she did not wish to ruffle any feathers this early, so she had agreed to this arrangement.

With 10 minutes left until class was scheduled to start she stood up and went to unlock the door, already hearing a small crowd of her regular students (some would later be moved to honors if they passed the tryouts) and smiled. Her promo had been a resounding success and there were a number of people who had signed up. Do with the doors unlocked and her classroom in order, there was nothing to do but wait for the doors to her classroom, an actual wood paneled classroom with desks lined up in rows and a lotbof natural light thanks to one wall being mostly windows. The only thing else was a door along the back wall which lead to the training room, but that was not scheduled to be used today. Today was all about getting to know her class.

The existence of AFW was a strange blessing for the strange woman known as Emily. Her stage name, Amorous, said it all. For an exhibitionist with a desire to get her massively impressive mammories on the biggest stage possible, there was no greater opportunity.

However. It also involved wrestling, something she knew very little about. She'd participated in fetish shoots and catfights. But suplexes, backdrops, and piledrivers were far outside of her skill set. Thus, she enrolled in Sabrina's class.

Eager to learn and more importantly, eager to be seen, she sat right in the front row. Her schoolgirl outfit was present, but her shirt was already unbuttoned down to her belly button. Her heavy, round breasts practically spilled out of her front clasp bra and onto her desk.

Sabrina watched the class file in. As this was her Friction class, it was all Females, some giggling like schoolgirls (and some dressed as such) some though were clearly nervous. This was a new experience for many of them after all, so it was only to be expected that there would be some feeling first day jitters. Once the class had all arrived (around 10 girls in all, not bad for a starting lot) Sabrina stood up and moved in front of her class and smiled.

"Gutentag class, and welcome to Hentai wrestling 101. My name as most of you may know is Sabrina Von Hoffmann and I'll be your teacher for this class. And to answer the question I know is already forming in your head, yes this is a real class, not just a training gimmick. In this class we will be going over Hentai Wrestling, not just rougher sex in a ring, but actual wrestling and true hentai. The fusion of the two is our goal, so if there are any of you looking to use this as a quick way to get laid and don't intend to work, please leave now." At this two girls in the back got up and left the room, grumbling about Sabrina, the word "cockblock" reaching her ears.

"Now then, with that out of the way let me tell you a bit about myself, and then I want to hear about you all." She straightened her glasses and quickly told the class about how she along with her best friend and the now husband of said friend had been a dominant stable in the European wrestling circuit. She had been the hentai wrestling specialist, a true prodigy in the field who quickly rose through the ranks, until she had been almost permanently injured in a Hard-core hentai match (which had left a permanent scar stretching from hip to hip along her back). After her injury she had been sidelined and asked to train some of the newcomers. Her mother having been a teacher she decided to apply some of that to her training and within a short time other leagues were requesting her "class" as well. "After that, I accepted a position here at AFW doing what I have come to love. Sorry if that was a little long winded, this class is not about me, it's about helping you reach your potential. I am not promising this will make you a champ...but it will help you remain competitive in the ring. Now let's here about all of you." She pointed to a girl right in the front, who was quite eager, large breasts spilling out of a mostly unbuttoned blouse.